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33 Against the golden belt boxing champion, Cola!

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Chen Haonan looked at Aren's arm, which was in an inverted V shape.

The white bones in his fist pierced through, and his entire arm was completely crippled.

"Kun…Kun Peng, how can you fight so well?"

Atai was Hongxing's backer, and he was also a fierce character who had fought 38 matches and won 30.

He was defeated by Aren in a few rounds.

It was enough to show that Aren was not weak. In fact, he was strong enough.

In the end, he was crippled by Zhou Zhipeng's punch?

Many of the scorpions who had bet on Cola looked at Aren's bone-exposed hand in horror and silently regretted it.

Kun Peng's strength was not weak. The outside world said that he did not know how to fight, but the news was wrong!

This was a completely fierce person!

He had crippled Aren with one punch, and he still hoped that Aren could exhaust the Kun Peng in a two-on-one fight. This was completely ridiculous.

He had only thrown a punch, so how could he talk about exhaustion!

This wasn't even a warm-up.

Jing Kun was very satisfied when he saw Zhou Zhipeng win.

He cast a disdainful look at Xian Shi with a smug face.

Salty Shifu rolled his eyes in response, feeling very angry.

Aren, who had taken stimulants, was actually crippled with one punch. He was really a good-for-nothing.

Now, he could only count on Cola to defeat Zhou Zhipeng.

He couldn't lose the face of the United Association and the one million he had bet!

"Cola, you must win tonight no matter what. You can't lose, understand?" Salty Shirt looked at Cola.”

Cola nodded." Don't worry, Brother Shi. There's no such thing as losing in my dictionary. Unless I die!"”

He frowned slightly. He had thought that he would win easily tonight.

The other party was just a small face with delicate skin. What threat could she pose?

He did not expect to underestimate the other party.

It seemed that this opponent was stronger than he had imagined. He could not let his guard down.

On the field, Alan was taken away.

That hand of his must be crippled. He wouldn't have the chance to fight even if he wanted to.

The staff cleaned up the arena.

Zhou Zhipeng and Cola both shot hostile looks at each other, ready to fight.

The stimulation of flesh and blood, as well as the surprise that Zhou Zhipeng brought to everyone.

The upcoming fight between the Kun Peng and Cola was filled with anticipation.

The battle between the strong had whetted everyone's appetite.

On the other side, Thirteenth Sister and Ah Run's eyes were burning as they cheered excitedly.

"Kun Peng is the best!"

"Kun Peng is the most awesome!"

Chen Haonan and the others were not convinced.

"Cola will definitely win! Kun Peng trash!" Pheasant and Exploding Skin shouted.”

"F * ck, you guys are longer than a needle, but not as wide as a needle. Why do you guys have a sense of presence everywhere?”Thirteenth Sister immediately cursed.

"A laundry board is a laundry board. What else can a tomboy do other than grinding tofu?”

"Nondescript, neither male nor female, damn tomboy!”

Exploding Skin was also the most despicable and cursed back.

"F * ck your mother! You must have grown up eating sh * t!”

"You damn b * tch, your mouth is so smelly. You're the one who eats shit!”

……

The two of them began to curse at each other.

With Fang Yuan's mother as the center and eighteen generations of ancestors as the radius, they started to bombard her with words.

It was not until the referee on the stage gave the order that the competition officially began that the two of them stopped.

The entire arena held their breath and watched seriously.

Zhou Zhipeng and Cola exchanged a glance on the stage. A spark flashed across their eyes.

The two of them did not waste any time and started fighting.

As expected of Cola, who had stood out from the carnage of underground boxing. His title as the gold belt boxing champion wasn't just a boast.

He had rich combat experience.

As soon as he came up, he quickly threw a few punches and sealed Zhou Zhipeng's fist path.

Naturally, Zhou Zhipeng did not show any weakness. As he dodged, he observed Cola's fists, occasionally punching out to test the waters.

The two of them exchanged blows. The wind from their fists whistled, and their bones crackled.

Every punch was unexpected, but the two of them were not inferior.

All the short mules present felt their blood boil.

All of them shouted the names of the fighters they supported as if they were on steroids.

They cheered for Kun Peng and Cola.

"The gold belt boxing champion is indeed not given for nothing.”

"The fighting style combines the advantages of fighting and Muay Thai. He's very experienced and his fist techniques are ruthless.”

Zhou Zhipeng dodged while thinking about how to deal with it.

Cola's expression was not relaxed either. He could only defend by attacking, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

"I misjudged. I didn't expect the Kun Peng to be far stronger than he imagined.”

The other party seemed to be testing him. At the same time, he was doing it with ease. He had no idea how strong he was.

Moreover, his punches were extremely fast and very organized. It was obvious that he was a martial artist, and he had never seen this fist technique before.

When the Kun Peng used it, there were advances and retreats, attacks and defenses. It seemed to be a short-range boxing technique.

His movements were firm and fierce, simple and unadorned, but his strength was swift and fierce.

If he was hit by a punch, he would probably be at a disadvantage.

Cola chose to go all out.

He could only take down the other party in the shortest time possible.

Otherwise, he would be exhausted to death by the other party.

His heart moved, and his fists moved. He took a vigorous step forward, crossed his hands, and his fists moved with him.

He seemed to want to attack Zhou Zhipeng's face.

In fact, this punch was aimed at Zhou Zhipeng's waist and abdomen.

This punch was powerful and heavy. First, it used the fist shadow to lure people, then it suddenly attacked, making it impossible for people to guard against it. It was very concealed.

Of course, there was also a hint of insidiousness.

Cola had been a professional boxer, and fighting in the boxing arena was always a gamble with his life.

Everything was for the sake of winning.

In the underground arena, if you followed the rules, you would be beaten to death by those who did not follow the rules.

Boxing matches were cruel.

For example, Aren was only crippled just now, which was considered lucky.

Every year, countless corpses were dragged out of the boxing arena.

Slowly, Cola became extremely fierce, and his attacks did not care about martial ethics.

At this moment, at the critical moment.

Zhou Zhipeng took the incoming fist head-on, his body slightly tilted, and he took a step diagonally to avoid it.

Then, he stretched out his arm and wrapped it around the other party's arm like a vine wrapping around a tree.

Following which, he exerted strength from his shoulders and waist, lifting his arm slightly to strike Cola's armpit.

The punch landed squarely on his armpit, the softest part of his body. His judgment was also so accurate.

"Bang!"

Cola lost his balance after receiving the punch. He stumbled back six to seven steps and crashed into the arena's guardrail.

He had been fighting for a long time and was also fierce.

Gritting his teeth, he endured the pain and fell back. He used the elasticity of the guardrail to bounce back and exerted strength again.

His figure approached quickly, and the wind from his fist became even stronger.

It let out waves of whistling sounds and attacked Zhou Zhipeng like rain.

He used all his experience and fist techniques.

The fight was so smooth that it was extremely satisfying and his blood boiled.

Zhou Zhipeng was forced to retreat.

Obviously, Cola had used his full strength.

In a life and death battle, where would there be so many opportunities and time? Every second, every time, he would go all out.

Cola continued to press forward.

Zhou Zhipeng's eyes became more determined.

The blood vessels in his entire body surged, and white steam rose from his head.

The Kun Peng tattoo on his body was also revealed.

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